This time He Chen's trip to Europe was light and simple, and only He Chen's special personal translator and bodyguard Ling Yan were accompanied - in fact, it was because Ling Yan's grandfather was also going to go this time, and he happened to want to go to Europe too, so he followed.

Of course, with the lesson of the last time in Tokyo, He Chen will not be so casual anymore.

How can I say that I am also a famous figure now, and I must be a heavyweight in the top of many vicious kidnappers kidnapping lists, so I naturally can't be careless.

So Zhou Zhe arranged a special one for He Chen from among the bodyguards he recruited, as a driver and entourage.

This was originally to be arranged for He Chen a long time ago, but there was no lower limit to He Chen's house. So this bodyguard has been on standby at the company's headquarters, receiving the high salary of the personal bodyguard, doing the leisurely work of a security guard, if he is known by his peers, I am afraid that he will be envied to death by bodyguards all over the world.

For his strength, He Chen didn't know how to test it, after all, he didn't have Bulma by his side, and he couldn't make "Dragon Ball" glasses, and he could see the combat effectiveness at a glance.

However, after Ling Yan saw it, he nodded very affirmatively at He Chen and said, "This person is very powerful!"

After He Chen heard this, he was shocked in his heart and turned to look. That person was not good-looking, his eyes were calm, he was burly, and he didn't look as good as the fitness coach's figure, but He Chen had no doubt about the terrifying power that could erupt from his thick arms.

He Chen thought to himself, how could Ling Yan see at a glance that he was "very powerful"? Could it be that Ling Yan had already practiced the legendary human flesh radar - breath sensing?

"Ling Yan, how do you see that?" He Chen asked Ling Yan in a low voice, extremely curious about this magical ability.

Ling Yan said lightly: "I've seen him." in the army. ”

“……”

He Chen was filled with grief and indignation in his heart. Can't he continue to maintain that youthful heart?

In a word. No matter what this person's strength was, He Chen was also very relieved of him, because Zhou Zhe got a gun license...... For He Chen, who lives in peacetime, the sense of security brought by the gun is not comparable to any kung fu.

For example, when a man robs you, you say I will do kung fu, even if you can kill him. He'll still come and rob you.

But when you say you have a gun, he'll turn around and run, and maybe leave the money in his pocket for you.

That's the gap.

He Chen went with Ling Qianshan, and Ling Qianshan also brought two people, one was a bodyguard, after all, he was also the treasure of the country, even if he didn't bring it, the country had to match, otherwise something happened, it would be a huge loss for the country. The other is his student. He Chen's teacher Wu Ze in college.

This is an art exchange meeting, not a wolf's nest. There is no need for fanfare, hugging each other, the two of them are basically light and simple.

"Grandpa Ling, Angkor. In the VIP area of the airport, He Chen, who was wearing sunglasses and a hat, looked low-key and prominent, and greeted the two familiarly.

Ling Qianshan smiled and shook his head: "It's like a spy joint." ”

VIP access and VIP lounges can be light and easy for people to block out a qiē worry.

For this kind of luxurious intimate act, He Chen wants to give 32 likes.

Without waiting for He Chen to reply, Wu Ze joked to He Chen: "Teacher, now Master He Chen is an idol-level art master who attaches equal importance to talent and appearance, wisdom and wealth, and is well-known at home and abroad, especially so far, he is not married, and his popularity is not comparable to you." ”

He Chen showed a helpless look, he sometimes went to school to attend classes, and the cooperation between Tianman and Yenching University was also very deep, speaking of which, the two of them were closer now than when they were in school with He Chen.

Looking at He Chen, Wu Ze sighed in his heart, he deserved to be a rare talent in China who was noticed as soon as school started.

He himself used to be known as a genius, and the journey was smooth, with the famous teacher Ling Qianshan as a teacher, he also made a little bit of a name for himself by himself, but he is still a lecturer.

On the other hand, He Chen, who was his student, did not have a famous teacher - he couldn't teach He Chen anything at all, and completely relied on his talent to create a new art - comics, and was hired back as a professor before he graduated.

In just a few years, a new generation has been created, which is world-renowned, and must be a generation of grandmaster-level romantic figures.

In this European World Art Exchange Conference, he himself was only favored and promoted by his teacher Ling Qianshan, and he was fortunate to participate as an assistant, while He Chen was among the invitees, which is enough to see that the world recognizes him.

With such a talent, he couldn't even rise up his envy, and he only sighed in his heart—how could such a demon be born in the world? This is not scientific!

And for this trip to Europe, He Chen also felt a lot of pain.

If this is a comic exchange summit, He Chen can't finish talking about it even for three days and three nights. However, this is an "art" exchange meeting, and He Chen has always been blind to "art", the most powerful thing in human history.

He can draw well, and he is proficient in various painting methods, even ink painting, oil painting, and gouache painting, he has also come out of the system, and has tried to use his techniques in comics. In terms of the strength of painting alone, he can proudly say that he is definitely not inferior to anyone else in the world.

However, the "exchange meeting" focuses on "communication", asking him to explain why he paints like this, or what kind of depth does he want to express in this way?

Explain what a fart.

He didn't know why he painted it like that.

Is it to say, "Hehe, I have an omnipotent system in my soul, and after mastering my drawing skills, I can directly show how much force I should use when I paint, what kind of color, what kind of brushstrokes, and where I should paint." "What?

In this way, it's not like a comic master or an art master, it's more like a middle two master, or the kind of medicine that can't be stopped.

As the saying goes, there is only a thin line between a genius and a madman.

If he didn't say this, He Chen would be a master who was admired by the world, and if he said this, He Chen would probably be sent to a mental hospital to be treated ♂ by Professor Yang.

Therefore, for this so-called "exchange ♂" meeting, He Chen has always been afraid of snakes and scorpions. And these things are not only to increase He Chen's own compulsion. There was little help for his anime career. Hence the invitation to some domestic art exhibitions. Basically, they all refused because they were busy drawing manga.

But this time it was Ling Yan's grandfather Ling Qianshan who invited him. And the system also asked him to go to Berlin to collect wind - the exchange meeting was held in Berlin.

Faced with the temptation of "Fullmetal Alchemist", and the friendship that Ling Yan had helped him for so long, Yu Qing and He Chen had to go.

So He Chen finally agreed, but this time he completely held the mentality of watching the gods pretend to be forced and learn esoteric pretend skills, so as to enrich his pretend ♂ posture for some similar things that he might face in the future.

He adheres to the principle of "not talking" and guarantees that the "exchange meeting" will be held. If you can't speak, you won't speak. He knows that it is better to say more wrong, less to say less, and not to say good.

At the same time, by the way, I will visit the comic market in Europe and feel the atmosphere here, so that I can develop the market in a purposeful and targeted manner in the future, and it is best to seek a group of partners.

The group of people who have negotiated with Zhou Zhe and have not negotiated for a long time are all large companies, they all have their own main markets, and their desire to face works that do not quite meet their market is not so strong.

He Chen considered. If you can't, you can get past them. It's good to set up a Tianman branch directly here. Although the funds have been a little tight recently, there is still no problem in building a bridgehead to enter the European market.

It's just that the attitude of the government here is not very clear, and I don't know if he will be allowed to carry out a "cultural invasion", so before he has a deep ♂ communication with them, He Chen can't pay attention to it for the time being.

Among the people who came with He Chen, there were also Yi Jingjiao and Asamiko who came to see him off, He Chen's formation was arranged the day after the Golden Melody Awards, Yi Jingjiao almost finished the Golden Melody Awards, and rushed back overnight, but she didn't have time to keep it warm, so she had to send He Chen away.

This time, it was the longest separation between the two.

Yi Jingjiao was accustomed to falling asleep smelling He Chen's questions every day, and was quite reluctant to leave He Chen.

However, such a romantic and bloody thing as "Tearful Farewell", which is easy to greatly stimulate the secretion of male and female hormones, did not happen to Yi Jingjiao.

"Stay safe. Yi Jingjiao silently arranged He Chen's collar.

"Hmm. He Chen hugged Yi Jingjiao's waist and gently kissed her forehead.

"Watch out for the woman over there. Yi Jingjiao continued.

“…… Belch. ”

"The women over there are very enthusiastic, especially proud of being celebrities, to protect your chastity, you are mine, you have to keep me to eat. ”

"......" He Chen suddenly felt so strange in his heart, as if Yi Jingjiao was a man and he was a woman.

"The prostitutes over there are legal, they are not allowed to prostitute, they are dirty, I will be disgusted, and AIDS, syphilis, ......"

"......" He Chen was speechless.

"If you let me know you've been eaten by someone else...... Then I'll be heartbroken, and if I'm sad, I'll do something that even I'm afraid of, maybe I'll break your leg, and as for which leg, I don't need to say more, right?"

"......" He Chen shuddered.

“…… If you can't help it, just at Ling Yan. Probably feeling that his words were too much, after a few seconds of silence, Yi Jingjiao made the biggest concession.

He Chen thought about it, but forgot it, if he really did this, he didn't need Yi Jingjiao to do it, Ling Yan would kill him.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. Ling Yan suddenly interjected.

He Chen felt her hairs suddenly stand up, she wouldn't have heard all the words just now, right?

Yi Jingjiao and Ling Yan also hugged each other, and said solemnly, "I'll leave it to you!"

Then Yi Jingjiao said sternly to He Chen's bodyguard: "There can't be an accident." ”

The bodyguard nodded to Yi Jingjiao, why did He Chen feel that this was not like his bodyguard, but like Yi Jingjiao's bodyguard?

Before He Chen asked, Yi Jingjiao said to He Chen: "This is my own person arranged by the family, and I can tell you anything casually, which is very reliable." ”

Depend on!

He Chen sighed silently, Zhou Zhe also recruited bodyguards, I'm afraid the identities of those bodyguards are very suspicious!

But knowing this, He Chen was even more relieved.

When the time came to board the plane, I finally said a few words of greeting, said goodbye to Yi Jingjiao and Asamiko, and He Chen and others boarded the plane.

"Chenjun, have a good trip. Asamiko happily sent He Chen to the western sky. (To be continued......)

PS: I was confused yesterday and my head was groggy...... Forget that Yi Jingjiao sang "Cruel Angel's Program of Action", my favorite song...... Hey, I guess it wasn't because of Hatsune's sensational effect that I didn't win the award.

When the title is written here, there must be a lot of people who want to misunderstand.

Will it be called the title party in the future?

It's hard to come up with a title.